"Get out of here!"

Yan Feng scolded angrily, without raising his head, the long sword in his right hand slashed forward, and he felt that the voice was coming from in front of him.

Shout!

The sword pierced through the air with a piercing sound, but it stopped abruptly in the next moment.

Yan Feng twitched the sword slightly, but found that a strong force was coming from the hilt, forcing the sword in his right hand to move for half a minute.

"Huh?"

The young man in the Chinese costume sighed lightly, and finally looked up, just to see a gray-shirted young man who was almost the same age as himself actually holding the tip of his long sword between his two fingers?

"Who are you?"

Yan Feng, who had come to his senses, looked at Wang Tian with hostile eyes, but at the same time, his right hand was suddenly forced, and he actually wanted to take the sword back from Wang Tian's two fingers.

"Wang Tian!"

Wang Tian smiled and looked at Yan Feng, whose face was slightly red due to exertion: "How about we make a deal?" ”

Wang Tian's eyes flashed with a strange look.

"Deal?"

Yan Feng had a confused look on his face, but it quickly disappeared, he used his strength again, and forcibly pulled the long sword out between Wang Tian's fingers, and that handsome face already had a trace of iron blue:

"Hmph, why should I make a deal with you!"

Yan Feng's face showed indignation, obviously he was quite resentful of Wang Tian's subordinates for a secret loss, and then, after finishing speaking, he ignored Wang Tian at all, turned to leave, and the long sword in his hand had already been reinserted into the scabbard on his back.

"Could it be that you don't want to defeat the Bloodblood?"

Yan Feng turned to leave, leaving only Wang Tian with an arrogant and upright back, after saying this, Wang Tian seemed to have a bamboo in his chest, holding his hands in front of his chest, standing quietly in place, waiting for Yan Feng to turn back.

Yan Feng's steady steps gradually slowed down, and the distance between him and Wang Tian seemed to be only one zhang.

The blood spirit entered Qingyun Xuan, and the people who were originally blocked in Qingyun Xuan onlookers, some people with identity had already followed the pace of blood spirit into Qingyun Xuan, and they also wanted to see the superb spirit core that was hyped up by Qingyun Xuan.

And most of the ordinary people had already begun to disperse, and no one noticed Wang Tian and the others for a while.

Yan Feng finally stopped, although out of suspicion in Wang Tian's heart, he let him go out again, but after all, it was not out of Wang Tian's expectations, and he stopped when he was about to walk out of this intersection.

Wang Tian smiled, but he couldn't help but trust Mu Lao more in his heart.

"It's up to you to defeat the Bloodblood?"

Yan Feng couldn't help but turn his head, looking at Wang Tian with disdain, after this battle, he was only willing to describe the strength of the blood spirit in four words:

Have no bottom!

And the young man in front of him always gave him a sense of harmlessness and no threat, so his words were very suspicious.

Wang Tian smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, he knew that when Yan Feng took the initiative to ask him, this big fish had already boarded his thief ship.

"So, this is a gamble, if you win, the blood will be your men's defeat, and if you lose the bet, you don't have to pay too much for yourself!"

Wang Tian took a deep breath and began to talk eloquently, the smile on his face that was renewed even more radiant.

"If you want to bet with me, it depends on how qualified you are!"

Yan Feng snorted coldly, patted the scabbard on his back, and the long sword came out in response, and a cold light slashed through, the sword flashed, and slashed straight towards Wang Tian.

"What a strong sword aura"

Wang Tian was slightly surprised in his heart, when he really faced the young man in Huafu, Wang Tiancai could feel the strength of the blood spirit more and more. The five fingers of his right hand were stretched together, slightly bent, his eyes narrowed, and he quietly watched the sword light in front of him slowly enlarge in his vision, as if he had locked onto himself.

"Hmph, hubris!"

Yan Feng's disdainful cold snort came from Wang Tian's ears, obviously quite disdainful of Wang Tian's daring to face his sword qi directly.

Wang Tian just smiled in his heart, his five fingers began to linger with a faint cyan vitality, and the energy of the Golden Back Technique had already flowed through his body.

This was Wang Tian's first battle in the real sense after breaking through the innate nature, and it was about whether this young man in Chinese clothes would cooperate with him, so he didn't dare to be careless at all.

The sword aura was silvery white and unusually fierce, and the surrounding air became thinner because of it.

Bite!

Wang Tian's index finger flicked, colliding with the sword qi, and it actually made a sound of gold and iron, Yan Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, and the fierce sword qi was even more violently eliminated under Wang Tian's flick.

Seeing this, the coldness in Yan Feng's eyes was even worse, and the long sword in his hand was raised again, and there was already a silver-white sword light condensed at the tip of the sword again.

Brush, brush, brush!

If the blow succeeded, how could Wang Tian continue to let Yan Feng succeed? I saw that he stepped lightly on the earth, and his whole body was like a swallow, flashing several times in succession, and in the blink of an eye, he was already facing Yan Feng's four eyes, and his right index finger and middle finger were already sandwiched between the sword body of Yan Feng's long sword.

"Am I eligible this time?"

Wang Tian's voice was clear, and he looked at the rock peak close at hand rather playfully.

"How did you do that?"

Yan Feng took half a step back slightly, glaring at Wang Tian angrily, but the strong force coming from the sword made him even more surprised in his heart, and his mind flashed the previous scene where Wang Tian smashed the sword with one finger, and the shock in his heart was even worse.

"Now let's have a good talk!"

Wang Tian smiled, released the sword body with two fingers, and let Yan Feng slowly draw out the long sword.

"Follow me!"

Yan Feng's face was ugly, he looked around, and saw that only a few people noticed the previous scene, his heart was slightly relieved, and after saying those three words, without half a word, he turned around sharply and walked towards the nearest quiet teahouse with Wang Tian.

Wang Tianle followed behind him leisurely, as if he was unaware of the few surprised glances around him.

Elegant little home.

This is a famous teahouse in Qingli County, and Yan Feng seems to be quite familiar with it, and after saying hello to the owner of the teahouse, he took Wang Tian to a delicate private room, and it didn't take long for a pot of good Longjing to be delivered.

The fragrance of tea in the private room was waviting, but Yan Feng's heart was far from being as calm as it seemed.

"Tell me, why are you looking for me!"

Yan Feng's face was indifferent, and he quietly looked at Wang Tian in front of him, after all, he couldn't bear the curiosity and surprise in his heart, and took the lead in speaking.

"Cooperation!"

Wang Tian took a sip of tea slowly, and let the warm tea slowly swallow down his throat, and suddenly there was a warmth flowing in his limbs, which made Wang Tian almost make a comfortable ** sound.

"This is the most famous dragon well here, not only the fragrance is pleasant, but more importantly, it is very beneficial to the cultivation of martial artists!"

As if guessing the surprise in Wang Tian's heart, Yan Feng explained slowly.

Wang Tian nodded suddenly.

"I can let you defeat the blood spirit within three years!"

Wang Tian stared at Yan Feng with blazing eyes, and his words were amazing.

"What?"

Iwamine was shocked.

ps: It's terrible written.,I'm sorry.,It's like a paste in my head lately.,I can't think of anything.,I'm sorry.,I'm sorry.,I'm sorry......